Cripple walks amongst you, all you tired human beings He's got all the things a cripple has not, working arms and legs Vital parts fall from his system and dissolve in the Scottish rain Vitally, he doesn't miss the news, too fucked up to care Well is that you in front of me Coming back for even more of exactly the same? You must be a masochist To love a modern leper on his last leg On his last leg Well I crippled your heart a Hundred times and still can't work out why See, I've got this disease that I can't Shake and I'm just rattling through life This is how we do things now, this is how the modern stay scared So I cut out all the good stuff, I cut off my foot to spite my leg Well is that you in front of me Coming back for even more of exactly the same? You must be a masochist To love a modern leper on his last leg Well I am ill but I'm not dead And I don't know which of these I prefer Because that limb which I have lost It was the only thing holding me up Holding me up I'm lying on the ground now and you're walking through the only door I have lost my eyesight like I said I would but I still know And that is you in front of me Coming back for even more of exactly the same Well are you a masochist to love a modern leper on his last leg? You're not ill 'cause I'm not dead And doesn't that make us the perfect pair? Just you and me, we'll start again And you can tell me all about what you did today What you did today